just got back from KLIA earlier just now. Went there to send my darling off to Tokyo. I’m gonna be stuck here in this heat while he goes off to enjoy that 23 Celsius non-humid weather in that strange country for about a week. *no fair*.

I find Japan quite intriguing. Was ‘inspecting’ my darling’s wallet earlier today and thought that the Japanese notes look a lot like the kind of ‘notes’ we Chinese burn during those hungry ghost festival. Those hellnotes thingys. No offense meant (if there are any Japanese reading this). Seriously. It was just strangely the first thought that came to my head. The visa they stuck in his passport also looked kinda creepy somehow. Must be the black and white photo.

And then, I always think everyone there speaks like anime characters, always full of energy and expression. I met his Japanese language tutor once. And even though I don’t speak her language (besides “konbanwa”) and vice versa, I somehow managed to sort of understand what she was telling his classmates at the hawker place, what with her intonation, expression and hand movements. Amazing.

Their cuisine. It’s brilliant. I can’t say I’ve had much excellent Japanese food here in Malaysia/Singapore, but I think it’s brilliant anyway. Which is why I would really want to go there some day. To see if people really speak like anime characters (n maybe learn some phrases myself and speak like that too) and to MAKAN! heh. Plus, my darling tells me that those pretty transparent plastic umbrella everyone carries in the Japanese dramas are given away for free in Tokyo. That’s a bonus for me. smiley

Guess I’ll only have time for this next time in the future.

Speaking of which, I’m already halfway through my holidays. Time really flew by. I thought I had a lot of time, but it just slipped away. I feel like I’m watching a fast-forwarded video of myself. First, when the plane landed and my holidays started, I was exiting the airport at normal speed. Then unknowingly, things kinda sped up. One moment I was eating dim sum breakfast with my darling, next moment someone is speeding up the video so I’m seen stuffing myself with siew mai ravenously (which can be rather unsightly). Then, both of us shopping around, our legs a blur (and shopping bags increase, hands empty again, and increase again). Blablabla. Then suddenly, *ding*. We’re at the airport, and it’s June already. Hello, and half your hols is over.

Ok, that was a pretty lousy description there (which reminds me again why I am taking Scriptwriting next sem — I’m determined in flushing out all cheesy-ness and corny-ness in my writing smiley ) but that’s pretty much how I feel sometimes. Everything passes by in a blur. Not that I’m not aware of everything that goes on. I appreciate everyday that goes by (good and bad days), when I kinda like watch the tape in retrospect and think about them. But the speed of time, is so fast it’s like a blur (coz someone keeps playing my tape in fast-forward mode. Damn.).

I am totally not making sense. I shall not be responsible over anyone kneeling over foaming in their mouth after reading the above passage. Myself included.

Time to get some sleep.
I think I’m just gonna Zzzzzzz…